the spectrum of feeling

The ambiguity of the clouds did the rainbow no justice
So we grabbed that rainbow and wrapped our hands in its fluid edges
And regressed to childhood folly and fantasy with forgotten abandon

There was more to that rope than the illusion of its colors
And the beats of rainbow games fused sounds of teardrops and laughter
So we sweat and cried and jumped until the clouds gathered overhead

But you couldn't hold on to childhood beliefs threatened by menacing skies
So the warmth of the yellows and oranges cowered in face of doubt
And the indigo shadows and blues skies planted themselves in your mind

And heart.